Nov 22 Misty like a spring day in Ketchican

I'm liking the security of wearing layers with gore-tex shells. I ride to the post office in a barely perceptible mist, stopping to take pictures of Cypress tress.  The Monterey Cypress thrive here in Curry County. There's one by the California border that is advertised as the biggest in the world. Who knows? I've got one on my property--its girth ( 27 foot circumference) would compete with the "largest in the world" however Coos/Curry electric keeps cutting the top out of it to accommodate power lines. Especially since Andrew and his friend, twenty-five years ago, about age twelve, both were shocked while climbing it.
In Coulioure, France, there was a bi-lingual guide to Mediterranean plants. It said that the conical cypress, common as U.S. suburban border elements, were European. The ones with a lateral profile were the imported Monterey variety. Interesting how both forms of cypress are common throughout the U.S. and Europe.

Sounds, smells, and visibility are all muffled in the mist. The ocean rumbles like a far-away train.